The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

Chapter 174 Jealous Yun Mohan

Xing Xuanli, who had just woken up, was still leaning weakly on the bed, her face pale and her eyes showing a hint of fatigue. Yun Mohan carefully carried a bowl of steaming porridge and sat beside the bed, his eyes full of concern and tenderness.

"Li'er, come and have some porridge," Yun Mohan said softly, his voice so gentle it seemed like water could drip out of it. He gently stirred the porridge with a spoon to let the heat dissipate, then scooped up a small spoonful, blew on it gently, and brought it to Xing Xuanli's lips.

Xing Xuanli opened her mouth slightly and drank the porridge, a faint smile on her face. "Han, thank you for your hard work." Her voice was weak and gentle.

Yun Mohan shook his head and said, "It's not hard. As long as you can get better soon, I'm willing to do anything." He continued to feed Xing Xuanli patiently, spoonful by spoonful, his eyes never leaving her face.

"Drink slowly, don't be in a hurry." Yun Mohan carefully wiped the blood from the corner of Xing Xuanli's mouth with extremely gentle movements.

The room was filled with a warm atmosphere, and the sunlight shone on the two of them through the window, as if time had stopped at this moment, leaving only their company and care for each other.

"Yun Mohan, will you always be good to me?" Xing Xuanli asked.

There was a hint of anticipation in her eyes, mixed with a hint of uneasiness, and her voice was soft and weak, as if this simple question had exhausted all her strength.

Yun Mohan put down the bowl of porridge in his hand, reached out and gently held Xing Xuanli's hand, looked at her with a firm and affectionate gaze, and said, "Li'er, I, Yun Mohan, swear that in this life and the next, I will always treat you well and will never let you suffer even the slightest injustice."

Tears welled up in Xing Xuanli's eyes, "Han, with your words, I am content."

Yun Mohan placed her hand on his cheek and said, "Li'er, don't let your imagination run wild. You just need to get better soon so that I can have more time to take good care of you and cherish you."

Xing Xuanli nodded slightly, a faint smile blooming on her face, like a flower blooming in spring, "Well, I believe you."

"Han, I'm full. I don't want to drink anymore." Xing Xuanli said. Xing Xuanli felt full after only two mouthfuls of porridge.

Yun Mohan looked at the half bowl of porridge left in his hand and asked gently, "Li'er, are you really full?"

His eyes were full of concern and tenderness, and his voice was as gentle as the spring breeze. Xing Xuanli leaned against the head of the bed, her face still a little pale, and shook her head gently, "Han, I really can't drink anymore."

Yun Mohan frowned slightly, reached out and gently stroked her cheek, "But Li'er, you are weak, how can you not eat more?"

Xing Xuanli smiled helplessly, "I know you're doing this for my own good, but my stomach is really full."

Yun Mohan sighed, "Okay then. When you're hungry later, I'll have someone prepare some for you." He put the half bowl of porridge aside and took Xing Xuanli's hand. "How do you feel now? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xing Xuanli held his hand in return and said, "I'm much better now, don't worry too much."

Yun Mohan nodded, "That's good, you have a good rest, I'll be here with you."

The room was filled with warmth and tranquility. Yun Mohan sat quietly beside the bed, his eyes never leaving Xing Xuanli.

Xing Xuanli, I have slept for three days and three nights. I want to go out for a walk.

Her voice was a little weak, yet it revealed a longing for the outside world. Her beautiful eyes gleamed with anticipation, and the look she gave Xing Xuanli was filled with pleading.

Xing Xuanli frowned slightly, a look of worry on her face. "But your body is still very weak, can you do it?"

She bit her lip lightly and said firmly, "I feel much better now. I'm almost suffocating after staying in this room all day."

Xing Xuanli hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, "Okay, but you have to promise me that you can't walk for too long. If you feel tired, you must come back and rest immediately."

A bright smile immediately spread across her face. "Okay, I'll do as you say."

So, Yun Mohan carefully supported her and slowly walked out of the room.

Xiao Kexin and Xiao Muhan came to her, reached out to help her, and shouted in unison: "Mother."

The two children's eyes were full of concern and dependence, and their little hands were trying hard to give her strength and support.

Little Kexin blinked her big watery eyes and said in a baby voice, "Mom, please be careful." Little Muhan said seriously and firmly like a little man, "Mom, my sister and I are here. We won't let you fall."

She looked at the two sensible children, her heart filled with warmth and touching, a gratified smile on her face, "My babies are so well behaved."

Xiao Kexin smiled sweetly, "Mom, let's go together." As she spoke, she held her hand tightly. Xiao Muhan also stood close to her on the other side, "Yes, we will protect Mom."

"Go, go, go. Your mother only needs me. Go find your uncle." Yun Mohan said impatiently.

His tone seemed a little impatient, but there was a barely perceptible smile in his eyes.

Xiao Kexin and Xiao Muhan looked at each other with a look of loss on their faces.

Little Kexin pouted and muttered, "Daddy is so stingy, he just wants to have Mommy all to himself."

"Sister, do you smell anything?" Xiao Mu Han asked with raised eyebrows.

"Brother, there's no smell at all. Brother, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Xiao Muhan raised his eyebrows and asked again: "Sister, do you really not smell anything? It smells sour."

Yun Mohan recognized what Xiao Muhan said, and he lifted Xiao Muhan's ear and laughed, "Haha! Yun Qirui has become bolder recently. He even dared to tease your father."

Little Mu Han's ears were pinched so hard that they hurt, but he still stubbornly shouted, "Daddy, please let go, it hurts! I wasn't teasing you at all."

Xing Xuanli smiled and said, "You two, father and son, stop making trouble."

Her voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of anger, but also full of tenderness.

Yun Mohan turned to look at Xing Xuanli, a smile still on his face from when he was playing with his son just now. "Madam, this kid is becoming more and more disrespectful. I have to discipline him."

Little Mu Han ran to Xing Xuanli, tugged at her clothes and said coquettishly, "Mother, Daddy is bullying me, you have to stand up for me."

Xing Xuanli gently patted Xiao Muhan's head and said, "You, stop pretending to be pitiful. It was obviously you who was naughty first."

Xiao Muhan: "It's obvious that Daddy is jealous."

He pouted, looking unconvinced, and glanced at Yun Mohan from time to time.

Yun Mohan frowned and raised his voice, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about, you little brat? Why would I be jealous?"

Little Mu Han put his hands on his hips and said confidently, "I just got closer to Mom, but Daddy, you're not happy about it. Isn't this jealousy?"

Yun Mohan was a little embarrassed when his son said what he was thinking. "Don't talk nonsense. I was just teaching you to have rules."

Xing Xuanli watched the father and son bickering from the side and couldn't help laughing, "Alright, alright, you two, each one is more stubborn than the other."

Little Mu Han ran to Xing Xuanli and hugged her legs, "Mother, look at Daddy, he still doesn't admit it."

Yun Mohan shook his head helplessly, "This little brat is getting more and more naughty."

Xing Xuanli gently stroked little Mu Han's head and said to Yun Mo Han, "The child is still young, so don't be so mean to him all the time."

Yun Mohan snorted, "Madam only knows how to favor him."

Little Mu Han made a face at Yun Mo Han, "Daddy is just jealous and won't admit it."